The Price of Fleeting Comforts

The Price of Fleeting Comforts

Sustained on shallow breaths

The world’s tempo quickens

As a new pain charges

To the base of my skull

All for a slim chance

In tomorrow’s deserts

The steepening price

For our fleeting comforts

Swollen to the brink

Of blasting asunder

As panicked dreams circle above

Like buzzards

Filled to the brim

With the weight of calamity

It is no longer distant

It is here and now

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